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Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade

Says Pat to his mother, "It looks strange to see
Brothers fighting in such a queer manner,
But I'll fight till I die if I never get killed for
America's bright starry banner." (Chorus)

Faraway in the East was a dashing young blade,
And the song he was singin so gaily,
'Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade,
And the song of the splintered shillelagh.

The morning soon broke and poor Paddy awoke,
He found Rebels to give satisfaction,
And the drummers were beating the Devil's sad tune,
They were calling the boys into action. (Chorus)

Sure, the day after the battle, the dead lay in heaps,
And Pat Murphy lay bleeding and gory,
With a hole through his head by some enemy's ball
That ended his passion for glory. (Chorus)

No more in the camp will his letters be read,
Or his song be heard singing so gaily,
But he died far away from the friends that he loved,
And far from the land of shillelagh.




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